Hooray! I finished the wedding wallhanging. Good thing too, since the wedding is this weekend. So if I don't post a lot this week forgive me. I'll be the nutter in the corner.

They want me to give the blessing, simply because it's something they think I can do. Since this couple met on the EverCrack, and I used to be a cleric in EQ, and in fact I have performed in character wedding ceremonies, this ought to be cake. I just hope they don't object to the phrase "for richer for poorer, in lag spikes and dings." Because I'm saying it. I *know* they'll always be gamers. I sincerely hope the best for them, but I really have to doubt my optimistic nature... I have begun to wonder for most couples of my aquaintance when the divorce will happen. Fortunately, I don't share these thoughts with most people or the couple I am doubting.

I'll try to put a link up for the wallhanging. Now that's done, I'm taking a break from that and sewing for cats. I have to, just to maintain my sanity.

This rather schizophrenic blog was started as a fictional blog, written by a character of a story. I've since taken it over for writing personal stuff I don't mind sharing with anyone who cares.
I am also writing thoughts about writing and stories that move me.

It's just this blog, okay? Some of it is story. Some of it is animals. Some of it is knitting. It's a blog.

For story #1, I do recommend starting from the beginning of this blog if you haven't read this before.
Please start at the beginning.

I did mean it to be for http://www.nanowrimo.org - but I never got quite got it done under the wire.

CAST:
Jeannie is the author/main character.
Frank is her husband. Poor man.
Tony is musician/singer.
Angie is a teenager, who was Jeannie's best friend. Now currently dead.
Honestly, there is no connection between Jeannie and me and Frank and my husband.

Story #2
Frank and Ether. This will be much weirder than Frank and Jeannie. I like the name Frank. No one expects a Frank to lie.

Story #3
A desert story. Anna is the main character. Currently there is only her little brother and an old servant, and a mysterious redhead.

Story #4
The necro story. A young necromancer heads off to the Hated Ones to find her trousseau.